Gloomstar Sitting Alone

[<*>*>Gloomstar<*<*>]

Gloomstar padded out toward the edge of the lake and stared out at the clear shimmering water. He bent down and lapped some of the cold water with his tongue, his ears pricked and his eyes straining up to keep a lookout. He could never be too careful, since he'd left the Gathering early, he didn't know exactly what might be stirring in the other clans. Pushing out a mixture of regret and carelessness, he sat up and groomed his ears with a wet, white paw.

[<*>*>Gloomstar<*<*>]

The dimmed sun began to sink behind the tall mountains, casting a beautiful reflection of firey orange and gold across the lake. Freed from his trance, his blue crystal gaze broke away from the water. Silent pawstep by pawstep, Gloomstar headed back to camp wordlessly; a long grim shadow stretching ahead of him.